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ho visto la prima pera
lascilo essere triste
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
forse è materia che avete morto
città che non è una città
vivo dalla riva del fiume
ad alcuno i dii grassi
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready

 



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